Ankst Canterbury

[Verse 1] Angst Canterbury beef in your heart Eggshell charming the snake with shawms 3D compass Burlap crumhorn sackbut, necklace of xylophones Melting cathedral Druid of archbishops My sister plays violin Taking lessons with Miss Trudy Taking hits of Ventolin Then we got so fragile, we changed all the names No more Bombay, Calcutta with a K Push pins feature the starring trinkets Severed fingers and crescent moons On hash in the middle of the night in Barcelona Gaudí becomes a spiritual experience Dunce hat, cult, Pete Townshend smashing his guitar If you smell the paper, you'll never forget the scent Mad Cow was a year I'll never forget Kevin Ayers becomes a sort of god This is the Pantheon, Harris twee Down by the river at the Bowery Ballroom, it It was a forty-hour bus ride From Texas to New York City We snuck backstage, or they thought I knew Gorwel At any rate, I played “Invisible Subway” and we talked about The cube of bread in the rider Subways in Barcelona don't have doors Between the cars, so train Bends time around the corner Antoni never finished, he was hit by a tram in 1926 Up till then, he was living in the workshop Of the cathedral under construction Brother, let me tell you about The Joy of a Toy But I prefer Whatevershebringswesing The girl I met on the Greyhound bus Tore out the Berryman title page and wrote a poem on it for her And the girl from The Ladybug Transistor Brought an LP back-stage for the band Their entire North American tour was New York City and Toronto Tapas and beer tabs on the tables Which table can drink the most? There's a scoreboard Everybody toast, Prost, Ankst